Flower Bay

N 47°04.098’ W 084°44.509’

47.06830 -84.74181

 

A solitary established camping site located just off the highway. The slope of the drive adds to your sense of isolation and privacy, hiding you from the highway It's frequently used and full of hopes and wishes of other travellers painted onto rocks. There is, as well, as an assortment of alcohol bottles, etc. Not as litter but as memories for others, and its a nice feeling Unfortunately, people also leave messes here and I’ve come across a completely equipped campsite with rotting food and all. When I find these, I clean up what I can. A safe guess is it was someone who got caught unexpectedly in one of the famous Lake Superior storms Gordon Lightfoot sang about. The beach isn’t very big and its one of those covered in fist size rocks, and the sparkling water is freezing on the warmest of days. Something about this site makes it special for me though, like all the warmth and happiness that’s gone on there before still lingers on this spot. Like its magical and contagious…